Lyrics

Back To The Basics
Words and Music By Weston James

Out in the country, in the backwoods, down a dirt road
There sits an old farmhouse my granddad built years ago
It ain't much of nothing
But it's where we all call home
When my roots get thirsty, it's the only place I'll ever wanna go

And till a little land
Plant a little seed
Watching those crops coming up
Sitting there in that front porch swing
With a jug of sweet tea
Getting back to the basics in the country,
Keeps the country boy in me

It's getting harder each day to earn a living
I had to move away, took a job in the city
It ain't what I wanted
But living don't come free
And you can bet that every Friday after work, exactly where I'm gonna be

And till a little land
Plant a little seed
Watching those crops coming up
Sitting there there in that front porch swing
With a jug of sweet tea
Getting back to the basics in the country,
Keeps the country boy in me

Working the land with my own hands
Breathing that fresh country air, where I can

And till a little land
Plant a little seed
Watching those crops coming up
Sitting there there in that front porch swing
With a jug of sweet tea
Getting back to the basics in the country,
Keeps the country boy in me
Getting back to the basics in the country,

Getting back to the basics,
Oh man, its does something for me
Getting back to the basics in the country
Keeps the country boy in me
Getting back to the basics, keeps the country boy in me


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